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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

"I would not be communicating with you if you threatened the mating."
Hah.
due to being very powerful
As long as you have your ring that is.
"Because I'm very stupid-. Because I need to get into the Dream like he is to find out what they're doing. Which should help me free your mother."
Almost slipped up there pal.
The intersection between the local Dream and my mind. Take it.
What exactly is he doing here? He just said that consuming any of the Dream is a bad idea, so is he temporarily occupying it or controlling it? Or is he simply erasing the metaphysical distance?
Arcee half-turns to him. "-my partner, Tailgate."
poor kid just got cucked
Add that to the slate.

Added.
Will we ever see the slate? It's been added to hundreds of times by now, how much of the stuff has he actually completed?

"He will, by the time she is done."
Oh dear.
I shake my head solemnly. "That wouldn't be any better."
No it most certainly would not.
I smile, and he starts looking uncomfortable.

"See, I know the War's over and everything, but I still get a little nervous when I see a 'con smile like that."

One of me… One of my bodies, the body with all the essential bits in it is sitting in the workshop with Tailgate, Arcee's newly resurrected partner. Tortured to death by that psycho Airachnid, and now wondering why Jack doesn't want to have him on their team. // I'm also watching a film about a little drone driving around a spaceship filled with fat humans. Two channels, one me.
Convenient.
I snort with my avatar, prompting Paul to look at her/me. I have her/me wave his concern off. "Given where we are, I think we're lucky they don't."
Earth is bullshit in every continuity.
"Because humans have their own bonding rituals and traditions, and they're… Some of them are hard to do when we're this physically different."
That's a nice way to put it.
My body-. I'm-. My avatar body is doing that-. Laughing, on the… Floor? Paul's looking down at me. I manage to get my right arm under control and point it towards the refectory. "Tailgate asked if-. Hah! If we could demonstrate human-transformer 'things' for Arcee." Shockwave's programming makes it/me gasp for a breath I don't need, but that need feels… Weirdly good and… Appropriate, somehow?

Paul sighs. "Or we could just explain them first."

What was it that human in that said? "'No one can be told what the Matrix is.' Or in our case what it feels like to have your T-cog adapt your body for human bonding practices."
Hah. Neat to see her react like that.
Not that that's saying much…
Indeed it isn't.
Jack was very clearly not ready to hear it that directly. And from the way her eyebrows just shot up I'm not.. completely sure that Arcee was either.
Dude just skipped straight to the end.
"She fabricated him inside her body." I raise my eyebrows. "Miko explained it. I didn't reallyohh."

She looks down at Jack, who -and I'm mildly impressed by this- meets her eyes.
Attaboy.

"Nay, for a nonce. They hold a virtuous vigil that malefactors and mountebanks may not breach my boarder." He glances my way for a moment. "In either direction. And how fairs the cradle of Creation now that the dirge of despair is expunged from the Earth?"
Is creation supposed to be capitalised?
"What weighs with the wardens of want?"

That makes me stare at him.

"How long did it take you to talk like that automatically?"
Hah.
Once bitten, permanently shy.
Probably for the best.
Little Slipstream leans into me, grasping my right hand in both of hers.

"Did you hear? He said we have a high degree of synchronicity."

"I had worked that out, darling. I hear your thoughts in my head."
Cute.
His hands drop as he grabs the scanner and moves it down Slipstream's body. Then he freezes, staring at the readout.

"By the All-Spark."

I'd make a joke about where he's scanning, but Slipstream's main body doesn't have breasts.
Yet.
"It's not just that. I can see dozens of minor changes in your body compared to last time I scanned you. I have no idea what the ultimate outcome of this could be! And you!" He points at me. "Don't think that I don't know a transtector interface when I see one!" Busted. "I take it that your new body has a T-cog of the same design?"
Same design as hers?
"It will feel less weird as your T-cog gathers more data, though since it can't transform your organic brain in the way that it can a transformer brain module I doubt that the effect will be quite as extreme. On the other hand… I suppose that there's no reason why transmetal's ability to bridge the gap between cybernetic and organic would only go in one direction." He shakes his head. "But that is well beyond my field of expertise."
So he might become a cyborg? Neat.
"That doesn't… Sound.. too strange." She gets up, and walks towards the door. Once there, she hesitates. "Thanks. I'll… Think about it some more."
Let's gooo.
I rise up into the air and Xalitan follows me as we turn towards the Orange Central Power Battery. Not really necessary of course, but-. He's done it. It works. And even better, he's not one of the ones who wants to kill me and take my place.
Truly a first time for everything.
"My Embodiment. This is progress."
Wonder how she reacted.
"Just so. The end product is more easy to disrupt with EMP but can manage a lot more operations per second than regular vacuum tubes while being far easier to manufacture than micro vacuum tubes."

"That's.. interesting. I'm not sure that we wouldn't be better off sticking with what we've got, but we can take a look. What sort of state is their government in?"
If only they knew.
**Not without squeezing past two royal guard ants while smelling like someone they're supposed to guard with their lives.**
How does she control pheromones? I'm not familiar with Fallout and the wiki page doesn't mention it, or I missed it.
Toss it aside, mist immediately burning my face and eyes! The slope is too vertical to run up so I take a couple of leaps to dimly visible ledges before switching to a more conventional rock climbing posture. No crampons, but I have the advantage of telekinetic force to hold myself in position and more than human strength to pull myself up.
Can't he create a field or something? Or is his control not fine enough for this kinda stuff?
"Virtually all iterations of you do."
I'm just waiting for them all to get together and kinda chill for once? Maybe trade some stories and tech.
"I do want it. And time does not concern me." He considers me for a moment. "These fluid samples are adequate compensation for your ring. What payment do you seek for further samples?"
This most definitely will not backfire in anyway.
"Unless you are highly unusual in that regard as well, you will not have one. Your alternate selves have either not concerned themselves with that subject or created a soul manually."
Huh, he's an anomaly.
"I'm-. I'm.. sorry, none of your broadcasts said.. how we were supposed to address you."

"Oh, that's easy. I'm still-"



I nod. That's the name he used as a young superhero, and I-. If his broadcasts are genuine -and I can't think why he'd feel any need to lie to us- then he still regards this conquest as a heroic activity.
I actually chuckled at that. Wasn't expecting you to use the meme.
And then he's behind me, right arm around my shoulders. An arm that can sheer steel bars and would easily go through any construct I could generate.
Boy oh boy would a yellow ring be useful rn.
Those goggles are really off-putting
Is cause they look like bug eyes? Reminds me a little of Skitter's mask tbh.
What is 'temporal weaving,' and can Paul do anything interesting with it?
Did I miss something? Where did that come up?
Hmm... Wonder if she'll actually be happy to have another Enlightened one to commune with, or annoyed that her Agent is now less unique.
He'll always be the first one. And I imagine he's the best at understanding her, and that status is unlikely to change.
Oh god, how wrong did she get it? I mean, The Talk, as filtered through a flighty Japanese girl's interpretation...
I doubt she even managed to get it done halfway.
 
Is creation supposed to be capitalised?
Yes. He means in the sense of the universe created by God.
So he might become a cyborg? Neat.
He's already a cyborg. He's had basic implants since the first post in that setting.
How does she control pheromones? I'm not familiar with Fallout and the wiki page doesn't mention it, or I missed it.
I assume that she either found a combination of plant juices that matched the scent acceptably well, or used samples taken from dead ants.
Can't he create a field or something? Or is his control not fine enough for this kinda stuff?
He could push away, but that would make him very visible and might cause the situation to get worse.
 
Hah.

As long as you have your ring that is.

Almost slipped up there pal.

What exactly is he doing here? He just said that consuming any of the Dream is a bad idea, so is he temporarily occupying it or controlling it? Or is he simply erasing the metaphysical distance?

poor kid just got cucked

Will we ever see the slate? It's been added to hundreds of times by now, how much of the stuff has he actually completed?


Oh dear.

No it most certainly would not.

Convenient.

Earth is bullshit in every continuity.

That's a nice way to put it.

Hah. Neat to see her react like that.

Indeed it isn't.

Dude just skipped straight to the end.

Attaboy.


Is creation supposed to be capitalised?

Hah.

Probably for the best.

Cute.

Yet.

Same design as hers?

So he might become a cyborg? Neat.

Let's gooo.

Truly a first time for everything.

Wonder how she reacted.

If only they knew.

How does she control pheromones? I'm not familiar with Fallout and the wiki page doesn't mention it, or I missed it.

Can't he create a field or something? Or is his control not fine enough for this kinda stuff?

I'm just waiting for them all to get together and kinda chill for once? Maybe trade some stories and tech.

This most definitely will not backfire in anyway.

Huh, he's an anomaly.

I actually chuckled at that. Wasn't expecting you to use the meme.

Boy oh boy would a yellow ring be useful rn.

Is cause they look like bug eyes? Reminds me a little of Skitter's mask tbh.

Did I miss something? Where did that come up?

He'll always be the first one. And I imagine he's the best at understanding her, and that status is unlikely to change.

I doubt she even managed to get it done halfway.

"That was not my preference. You are worth study in your own right. But the Dominion has many ships, and few opportunities to study the unreal made real. If I had the data we gathered on you, they may come to feel differently. Your temporal weaving ability in particular would have many uses under our control."
 
The Man (part 17) New
4th June 2013
19:25 GMT +3

I stride out of the Temple of Hades, arms spread wide.

"Welcome to Themyscira!"

The small number of Amazons out and about at this time of the evening stop what they were doing in order to cluster at minimum safe distance. Two have a quick argument which results in one running down the street to… Notify a mutual acquaintance that I'm up to something, apparently. She's narrowly outpaced by the member of the guard patrol who is heading for the inner ring for much the same reason.

Then out comes Queen Artemis, followed by her bodyguards and a couple of advisors. They were decidedly nervous during our flight over Erebos, though Queen Artemis herself seemed to find the whole thing fascinating. I didn't think there was much point in giving them the full tour, particularly with Lord Hades indisposed. Between courting his wife properly and the huge backlog he's working through, I don't really think that he's got the time.

Most of the Amazons are staring at Queen Artemis.

"It's a delightful island with no modern conveniences at all. Don't be fooled by the fact that it resembles parts of your own world; they don't use magic for things like that either. It's garderobes and wells all the way."

Oh, I've brought a foreign queen to a place that uses garderobes. That was a mistake.

"That will not be a concern. It was the same in my youth."

The red-robed economic advisor looks like it might just possible be a problem for her.

"And you say these women are older than me?"

I shrug and turn to address the crowd. "Oi, rubberneckers! Anyone here younger than fifteen hundred?!"

A short delay while they hesitate to attract my attention, then heads start shaking.

"Thank you! Looks like they are. Everyone, this is Queen Artemis, she's the ruler of a planet I'm hoping to do business with. I hope that you'll make her feel welcome during her time here."

Themysciran Greek only.

Compliance.

"To the best of my knowledge she prefers men, so all you would-be liberators can keep it in your drawers."

A few smirk, two look disappointed… And one of the two then turns away from the queen to assess her retinue.

Queen Artemis leans towards me. "Was I supposed to not have a translator spell running?"

All language mode, sound baffle.

Compliance.

"If I was mistaken, every woman here has fought monsters, enemy soldiers and the undead at least once in her life, and I can speak favourably of their characters."

"You are not mistaken, and I have no desire to be a public spectacle."

"Really? I've learned to love it." Baffle off. "Do you want to look around for a while, or do you want to go straight to the formal reception part of the visit?"

"I would like to see the parts of Themyscira which were damaged during the Anti-Life broadcast."

"Oh. Well, there weren't any, really. Themyscira got sucked into the realm of the Hellenistic gods and spent the whole thing guarding the base of Mount Olympus from attacks by the dead of the Aztecs. Aside from a short period at the beginning, which didn't cause much damage because the island is self-sufficient anyway, rather than being part of a complex interdependent economy like the rest of the planet."

"Perhaps a short walk before meeting your queen? The journey gave us little opportunity to stretch our limbs."

"Certainly." Hm. "Perhaps I could show you Themyscira's Dolmen Gate? It's only a short distance from here, and has been operating for over a year now."

She nods. "Yes. Let us begin there."

I lead the way at a slow walk, giving my guests all the time to look around that they like. I'm sure that they're picking up the unique properties of Themysciran architecture, and the complete lack of the sort of magic utility that they're used to.

"Are there no magicians here at all?"

"There are a few. Mostly, Themyscirans see magic as a form of revealed divinity. Few study doing something with magic unless it is offered to them as a result of insight they received from our gods. The magic generalists either follow our Goddess of Magic, or, ah… Are experimenting with other traditions." I shrug. "They're three thousand years old. Some embrace heterodoxy just to keep their brains from rotting."

Including all three of the other Discordians. I think I'm technically the cult leader, but… Well, if Discordians want a leader then they should have checked the sign over the door on the way in.

Artemis nods, still looking around. "The stonework is of fine quality."

"The masons have three thousand years of experience. Or-. I suppose, everyone here has several hundred years of experience as masons before they switched career so they didn't forget how to do everything else. At this point the only person here who couldn't rebuild this street is me."

"What has kept the people of this island form leaving?"

"Inertia, fear, normalisation, segregation."

"Who was segregated?"

"Everyone who wanted to leave left. That meant that they weren't around to agitate their countrywomen, who settled into their complacency."

"What were they afraid of?"

"The same people who drove them off the mainland in the first place. The descendants of those people. Their civilisation, which kept growing and getting stronger while theirs stagnated. Perhaps even cultural assimilation. They didn't spend three thousand years shaking in their sandals, but it was one of the foundational pillars for their attitude."

I don't mention the whittle dolls, partially because I'm seeing a lot less of that lately and partially because that's a whole new level of messed up.

"And are you the cause of their renewed contact with the rest of your world?"

"Not just me, but I think I dramatically accelerated something that was starting to happen anyway." I sigh. "While I understand that protecting people is the core of my job, I'd rather spend my time making peoples' lives better rather than preventing them from getting worse. I'm the reason why the size of the population is actually increasing for the first time in over two thousand years. I'm the reason why they can walk to a modern city, and got access to fruits and vegetables that they've never seen before."

"I have done many things in my life, but I never even contemplated spending so long on a single island."

"Right! It links to why I want those Gates in the first place. Yes, Hub City could use them in the normal sort of way, but what I really want to do is make the place a productive economic hub of the sort it hasn't been… Ever, I think. I want to make the lives of its people better."

"Does it have some significance to you?"

"No, but what sort of hero would I be if I only helped the places that I cared about?"

She nods as we approach the Dolmen Gate.
 
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Including all three of the other Discordians. I think I'm technically the cult leader, but… Well, if Discordians want a leader then they should have checked the sign over the door on the way in.
Have some Amazons started worshipping Eris? Because I remember the last Discordians killed themselves in protest of Themyscira's isolation. Or is Paul referring to non-Amazons who worship Eris?
 
Nitpick, shouldn't there be some kids running around, epically with OL's medical help for couples?
Not old enough, but Paul has been around babies twice before at least. Hmm, the unwise Themysciran wrapped in that court case probably hasn't given birth yet.
 
No, that's correct. I only found out that some places consider 'from' to be valid despite not making any sense when I looked it up just now.
I think 'from' makes more sense. The act is far from him, in the sense that it's not something he would do, makes sense to me. 'for' is a bit bizarre to me, I suppose it works but it's less straightforward. But if you prefer that way then so be it.
 
4th June 2013
19:25 GMT +3


I stride out of the Temple of Hades, arms spread wide.

"Welcome to Themyscira!"
Hopefully they took a shortcut. I doubt Queen Artemis and her entourage would enjoy the traditional climb up or down the stairs. And now she gets her first glimpse of Earth, albeit it as one culture has been for three thousand years...

The small number of Amazons out and about at this time of the evening stop what they were doing in order to cluster at minimum safe distance. Two have a quick argument which results in one running down the street to… Notify a mutual acquaintance that I'm up to something, apparently. She's narrowly outpaced by the member of the guard patrol who is heading for the inner ring for much the same reason.
Ah, the joy of a population used to OL's antics. Already spreading the word and moving to yellow alert...

Then out comes Queen Artemis, followed by her bodyguards and a couple of advisors. They were decidedly nervous during our flight over Erebos, though Queen Artemis herself seemed to find the whole thing fascinating. I didn't think there was much point in giving them the full tour, particularly with Lord Hades indisposed. Between courting his wife properly and the huge backlog he's working through, I don't really think that he's got the time.
That's still going on? Eesh, he is taking it slow. Guess he doesn't want to rush her into anything this time around.

Most of the Amazons are staring at Queen Artemis.

"It's a delightful island with no modern conveniences at all. Don't be fooled by the fact that it resembles parts of your own world; they don't use magic for things like that either. It's garderobes and wells all the way."
I would hope the 'night-soil' collectors are well respected, at least out in the fringes where they don't have plumbing.

Oh, I've brought a foreign queen to a place that uses garderobes. That was a mistake.

"That will not be a concern. It was the same in my youth."
Now that must be a marvellous thing, to go from a mere hole in the ground, figuratively speaking, to what I presume is some manner of matter conversion spell...

The red-robed economic advisor looks like it might just possible be a problem for her.

"And you say these women are older than me?"
Feels odd to be the baby in the crowd, doesn't it?

I shrug and turn to address the crowd. "Oi, rubberneckers! Anyone here younger than fifteen hundred?!"

A short delay while they hesitate to attract my attention, then heads start shaking.
With more than a few bemused smirks, I bet.

"Thank you! Looks like they are. Everyone, this is Queen Artemis, she's the ruler of a planet I'm hoping to do business with. I hope that you'll make her feel welcome during her time here."

Themysciran Greek only.
Ah, right, got to make it clear she's not interested in the fairer sex.

Compliance.

"
To the best of my knowledge she prefers men, so all you would-be liberators can keep it in your drawers."
...Let's hope she didn't understand that.

A few smirk, two look disappointed… And one of the two then turns away from the queen to assess her retinue.

Queen Artemis leans towards me. "Was I supposed to not have a translator spell running?"
Awkward. Though better to head off misunderstandings now before someone causes an interplanetary incident.

All language mode, sound baffle.

Compliance.
On the upside, who knows how they'll treat her subordinates? And what tastes they might have.

"If I was mistaken, every woman here has fought monsters, enemy soldiers and the undead at least once in her life, and I can speak favourably of their characters."

"You are not mistaken, and I have no desire to be a public spectacle."
Ah, well. There's still Man's World yet.

"Really? I've learned to love it." Baffle off. "Do you want to look around for a while, or do you want to go straight to the formal reception part of the visit?"

"I would like to see the parts of Themyscira which were damaged during the Anti-Life broadcast."
...Right, that's a funny story... One that might sound a bit far-fetched coming from anyone else.

"Oh. Well, there weren't any, really. Themyscira got sucked into the realm of the Hellenistic gods and spent the whole thing guarding the base of Mount Olympus from attacks by the dead of the Aztecs. Aside from a short period at the beginning, which didn't cause much damage because the island is self-sufficient anyway, rather than being part of a complex interdependent economy like the rest of the planet."
And most of the Amazons have good enough senses of self and support networks to shrug off the worst of the Anti-Life they were exposed to.

"Perhaps a short walk before meeting your queen? The journey gave us little opportunity to stretch our limbs."

"Certainly." Hm. "Perhaps I could show you Themyscira's Dolmen Gate? It's only a short distance from here, and has been operating for over a year now."
Only natural, as they'll be using it to get to New York.

She nods. "Yes. Let us begin there."

I lead the way at a slow walk, giving my guests all the time to look around that they like. I'm sure that they're picking up the unique properties of Themysciran architecture, and the complete lack of the sort of magic utility that they're used to.
Probably wish hushed discussions of stuff like 'They still use burning brands for light?' or 'I admire their sense of design. Functional yet elegant.'

"Are there no magicians here at all?"

"There are a few. Mostly, Themyscirans see magic as a form of revealed divinity. Few study doing something with magic unless it is offered to them as a result of insight they received from our gods. The magic generalists either follow our Goddess of Magic, or, ah… Are experimenting with other traditions." I shrug. "They're three thousand years old. Some embrace heterodoxy just to keep their brains from rotting."
That sounds interesting. Traditions from the outside world, I expect, such as Atlantean?

Including all three of the other Discordians. I think I'm technically the cult leader, but… Well, if Discordians want a leader then they should have checked the sign over the door on the way in.

Artemis nods, still looking around. "The stonework is of fine quality."
Oh, that's perfect. And i expect they keep things lively around the town when OL's away.

"The masons have three thousand years of experience. Or-. I suppose, everyone here has several hundred years of experience as masons before they switched career so they didn't forget how to do everything else. At this point the only person here who couldn't rebuild this street is me."
At least without using his Ring, anyway.

"What has kept the people of this island from leaving?"

"Inertia, fear, normalisation, segregation."
This was a safe place at the time. Of course they didn't feel any need to leave, even after the first century and the loss of the men.

"Who was segregated?"

"Everyone who wanted to leave left. That meant that they weren't around to agitate their countrywomen, who settled into their complacency."

"What were they afraid of?"
Heh. I suppose that's why there's a couple of Discordians around, to keep the pot a little stirred.

"The same people who drove them off the mainland in the first place. The descendants of those people. Their civilisation, which kept growing and getting stronger while theirs stagnated. Perhaps even cultural assimilation. They didn't spend three thousand years shaking in their sandals, but it was one of the foundational pillars for their attitude."
And no doubt a little feeling of xenophobia, or at least wariness. Especially after Diana started bringing home strays.

I don't mention the whittle dolls, partially because I'm seeing a lot less of that lately and partially because that's a whole new level of messed up.

"And are you the cause of their renewed contact with the rest of your world?"
Having actual children to play auntie to, and the access to fresh men via the Gate, probably helps ward off those feelings.

"Not just me, but I think I dramatically accelerated something that was starting to happen anyway." I sigh. "While I understand that protecting people is the core of my job, I'd rather spend my time making peoples' lives better rather than preventing them from getting worse. I'm the reason why the size of the population is actually increasing for the first time in over two thousand years. I'm the reason why they can walk to a modern city, and got access to fruits and vegetables that they've never seen before."
Which must have been a surprise, all those foods from regions further away than the Mediterranean. I expect some ladies are regulars at New York restaurants.

"I have done many things in my life, but I never even contemplated spending so long on a single island."

"Right! It links to why I want those Gates in the first place. Yes, Hub City could use them in the normal sort of way, but what I really want to do is make the place a productive economic hub of the sort it hasn't been… Ever, I think. I want to make the lives of its people better."
TO be fair, any improvement is massive, given the general shittiness of the place before the Anti-Life.

"Does it have some significance to you?"

"No, but what sort of hero would I be if I only helped the places that I cared about?"

She nods as we approach the Dolmen Gate.
And that is a proper heroic sentiment indeed.

Well, that went well. I expect the meeting with Hippolyta will also go well. And I foresee the advisors having an interesting time as well, meeting new folks. Also some interesting insight into OL's view of the Themysciran character and culture. It'll be curious to see how the Amazons adapt over the years to come, if at all...
 
I think 'from' makes more sense. The act is far from him, in the sense that it's not something he would do, makes sense to me. 'for' is a bit bizarre to me, I suppose it works but it's less straightforward. But if you prefer that way then so be it.
No. Consider: 'It would be hypocritical for me to criticise you.'
Constrast: 'It would be hypocritical from me to criticise you.'
 
If they leave do they start aging again? Spending a few minutes to an hour off island every week seems like a slow death sentence in that case.
 
No. Consider: 'It would be hypocritical for me to criticise you.'
Constrast: 'It would be hypocritical from me to criticise you.'
But that's not equivalent.

Consider: 'Far be it from me.'
With the context that 'it' here refers to a physical object or location.
Contrast: 'Far be it for me.'
The latter is clearly wrong in this context.

Using this phrase in this context is clearly archaic but I think not wrong. And I hope you'll see how when changing the context to the original topic it is still not wrong, though I think 'for' also becomes more palatable in the original context.
 
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Consider: 'Far be it from me.'
With the context that 'it' here refers to a physical object or location.
Contrast: 'Far be it for me.'
The latter is clearly wrong in this context.
"Far be it for me" doesn't refer to a physical thing, though. If it was, the sentence structure is a mess and would be properly phrased as "It is far from me" or something similar. The phrase is exclusively used for metaphor or for statements of character, and in those cases the subject is "me", not "it".

In other words, you can rephrase the sentence as "For me, it is far. For someone who is rude enough to do undertake that action, it is near."

It's not a statement about distance but about assigning character facts.
 
"Far be it for me" doesn't refer to a physical thing, though. If it was, the sentence structure is a mess and would be properly phrased as "It is far from me" or something similar. The phrase is exclusively used for metaphor or for statements of character, and in those cases the subject is "me", not "it".

In other words, you can rephrase the sentence as "For me, it is far. For someone who is rude enough to do undertake that action, it is near."

It's not a statement about distance but about assigning character facts.
Obviously it doesn't usually refer to a physical thing, I was using that as a demonstration. I realise it would be a bizarre sentence structure that you normally wouldn't use.

Right, or you could phrase it as "It is far from me. It is not far from someone who is rude enough to undertake that action."
Originally I believed that this is the correct version, but now I am merely saying that it is at least equally valid.

It is about distance, it's just a metaphorical distance.
 
No, that's correct. I only found out that some places consider 'from' to be valid despite not making any sense when I looked it up just now.

It's because of the usage of "far" when referring to concepts. Statements like "He was glad for the raise, but still far from wealthy". It adds a dimension of distance/size to the idea or concept under consideration, often for the purpose of contrast.

When someone uses the phrase "far be it from me to XYZ" they are placing verbal distance between themselves and an unfavorable interpretation of the concept they are about to express, thus the use of "from". Usually it's done either to preempt a claim of hypocrisy or to assure that prior/following statement(s) were made purely as a description of the situation with no intent to cause insult.
 
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